memories...

ok, so now, this time 12 weeks ago, i was at the hospital for the first time... i was in triage, answering the same questions that i had answered on my preadmittance form (which i now know is a complete waste of time!). who knew that i would be asked the same questions by my next FOUR labor nurses as they started their shift. (you don't expect one nurse to work 33 hrs, do you?) by the time the last nurse began quizzing me, i was rattling off answers before she asked the questions...as i was having back to back contractions. ok, back to this time 12 weeks ago, i think by now my first labor nurse had said, "usually if you have an easy pregnancy, you have a hard labor." thanks. that was actually the first time i had heard that comment... she was right, at least in my case. not one day of nausea for 40 weeks, but i was nauseated through my whole labor. oh dear, i'm going on and on. if you're pregnant for the first time and you're reading this, i do want to be your cheerleader! i do not want to put fear in your heart about labor...you will be just fine! even if it is awful, as i said earlier, it is so worth it. ok, i'm going to shut up about ethan's birth story now. you really probably don't care. some of you were there, waiting and waiting and waiting, cheering me on, telling me "the pain is down there. don't go down there, stay up here. the pain is down there. stay up here!" (thank you, tammy!!)... those of you who weren't there saved yourself a day and a half of waiting!! anyway, i was hoping to catch you all up on the last bit of ethan's life, but maybe i should just start from week 12.